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I Crashed a Fancy Art Party A Few Weeks Ago . . . Part Two

An air of commanding grandiosity surrounded them as they slowly made their way through the crowded art party. I was quietly propped against a wall immersed in observing the multi-varied throngs of eye-catching humans passing by when I noticed the crowd parting in deference to what appeared to be the King and Queen of the event.  I snapped to and headed toward them to ask for a photo. The King happily obliged, but the Queen hesitated for a bit and warned me that she "looks awful in photographs". I had a little wine in me so I screeched, "Impossible! You are gorgeous!" and then I turned red with embarrassment because one shouldn't address a Queen in such an overly exuberant manner. She shot me a look and I averted my eyes. Medium: Gouache and acrylic in moleskine.

 

The Royal Love Turtles  Medium: graphite in moleskine

I Crashed a Fancy Art Party A Few Weeks Ago . . . .

 
I slipped into the San Francisco Fine Arts Fair opening night party a few weeks ago and neglected viewing the numerous paintings and sculpture gracing the walls of the elegant event space. Why? Because the people in attendance were far, far more interesting.  I wandered away from my friends and got lost in the crowd, a camera in one hand, a cup of free wine in the other, my eyes feasting upon throngs of wealthy art patrons wearing fancy designer outfits, botox kabuki masks, fine jewelry and the usual assortment of sleek "statement"  eyeglass frames.  I wove in and out of the crowd, snapping photos and disappearing before being noticed.  I was stopped in my tracks by a dazzling, meticulously dressed and groomed figure with sparkling white teeth and a perfectly smooth and mesmerizingly shiny bald head. As I got closer, he caught me trying to hide behind some lady's big poofy hair while taking his picture. Busted yet again!  Instead of getting pissy or turning away, he simply looked directly at me and flashed a huge grin with those blinding choppers. Additionally noted was his very large hand clutching a phone and a wad of kleenex. Usually it's old ladies you see clutching kleenex, not fancy art guys. Medium: Graphite and ink in moleskine, digital color. Additional illustrations of wealthy art patrons to be posted this week.